​The Gotholympians by Andrew Bird Lyrics

[Verse 1: Andrew Bird, Madison Cunningham]
My pitiful sorrows have seen more tomorrows than yours
Yeah, my rain really pours
At least more than yours
In the depths of my sadness there's a beautiful madness you see
It's right here on my sleeve

[Pre-Chorus: Andrew Bird, Madison Cunningham]
Well, I really have to say it's all just so romantic
And I see the others try and they just seem pedantic

[Chorus: Andrew Bird & Madison Cunningham, Andrew Bird]
'Cause when it comes to misery
When it comes to misery
When it comes to misery
No one competes with me

[Verse 2: Andrew Bird, Madison Cunningham]
My sweeping emotions can span the great oceans
From this fifty-foot wave
I just can't be saved
No, don't even try
Well, I'm the High Priestess of ennui and tristesse, you know
Well, have you seen my pet crow?
Sometimes he quotes Poe
[Pre-Chorus: Andrew Bird, Madison Cunningham]
Well, I really have to say it's all just so romantic
And I've seen the others try and they just seem pedantic

[Chorus: Andrew Bird & Madison Cunningham, Andrew Bird, Madison Cunningham]
'Cause when it comes to misery
When it comes to misery
When it comes to misery
No one competes
No one competes
With me